Playing in Secret Ch. 02

Hello, readers. Sorry to have left you hanging for....over 5 years now? A lot of things happened very quickly and I lost my motivation to write, but after everything I'm back and I'm planning more chapters to get this thing written.

Hope you enjoy the story, and look forward to more uploads in the near future!

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Because of the nature of adjusting to a new school, I never got around to using the toy during the next couple of months. Classes took up a lot of my time, and the sheer amount of homework didn't help, especially since I like getting ahead of the game. To that end, I spent a lot more time reading the material and studying than I should've, but as my goal was to graduate with at least a 3.8 GPA, it was well worth the effort.

I was just finishing another chapter of my chemistry notes at the end of another day when the door to my room opened and Jackie entered. In those couple months we had become close friends, and I found that we balanced each other well; she was playful and wild, and I was more reserved.

"Hey, Sarah. How's the studying going?" she asked in her usual bubbly manner. "Did you finish the semester yet?"

"Very funny, Jackie. I was just finishing up my notes for next week. What have you been up to?" I asked, as I dotted another i.

"Oh, nothing much. Are you busy tonight?" she asked me. I sensed a shift in her demeanor and looked up from my notes. She was sifting through the clothes hung in her closet, and she picked out a dress while I watched.

"I'm not about to go to a frat party, Jackie. The last one was a disaster." I say as a reply.

"It was a disaster because you didn't loosen up. Honestly, how are you going to find a man if you can't bring yourself to drink at a college party." came the tired response.

This was our usual argument, one of the surprisingly small number thereof, but also the most persistent. Jackie and I had a rather different view of what it meant to be in college. I saw it as a place to study and as a doorway to a better future, but she saw it as a place to meet people and party. That isn't to say she do didn't care about her education, but that wasn't her top priority.

"There's a time and place for everything, Sarah, and it's called college. Come on, come to this party with me. It's not a frat party, just a house party my friend Danny is hosting at his apartment. It's smaller and I promise you'll have fun." she continues, and I concede defeat. Besides, it's not like one night at a party will ruin my life, right?

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We walked to the apartments, as it was just off campus, and neither of us wanted to be the designated driver. I had decided that Jackie was right as I was getting ready. I had already finished up all my coursework for two weeks in advance, so I was going to drink a bit at the party; I didn't plan to get drunk, but I wouldn't say no outright, either.

We got there and the party was in full swing. The alcohol flowed freely, the music was loud, and the room was hot with the collective body heat of the dancing bodies on the floor. Someone handed me a drink, and I took a drink. It was strong, but manageable. I looked towards the proffered hand, and followed the attached arm to see that it was my friend and classmate Craig who handed me the drink. He grinned at me, and motioned for me to follow him. I looked for Jackie, but as always happened when we went to a party, she quickly disappeared onto the dance floor, and I would invariably lose her until it was time to go. Internally I shrugged, and followed Craig out to the apartment's balcony.

"Hey." he said once we emerged into the, thankfully more quiet, night. "I didn't expect to see you here. How are you?"

"I'm good, Craig. I was far ahead on my homework, so I figured I might as well let loose." I said. "I didn't expect to see you here, either." Craig shared my view of what college was meant for, in that he focused mostly on his education, and perhaps for that reason I had assumed his bookish persona that he was in class was the extent of his personality. We hadn't spent much time together out of class, as our schedules didn't match up, and over Facebook he was similarly bookish, so this side of him was entirely new to me. And it looked good on him.

Usually you would find Craig in a functional but drab t-shirt-and-cargo-shorts outfit, with his sandy brown hair in a mess, and generally unexceptional. However, here he was dressed in a silk shirt and jeans, nice shoes, and his hair styled neat and tidy. Before tonight, I never really noticed how cute he actually was. He was over 6 ft tall, and had a thin, angular face, with a strong chin. Now that he was in a shirt that was tailored to his body, I realized that he had more muscle than I had previously thought.

Suddenly my mind flashed to an image of him lying on top of me in bed, and I had to take a deep breath and steady myself. The drink must've been more powerful than I expected if I was jumping to that already.

'I had nothing better to do, so I decided to swing through. I'm glad I did," he said, as he checked me out. I felt myself blush lightly, and I looked off into the distance, taking a drink to avoid saying anything.

"Do you smoke?" he asked me. I turned around to see him lighting a strange-looking cigarette.

"Oh, no I don't like tobacco." I replied, and he grinned.

"I wasn't referring to tobacco. I meant weed."

I looked at the rolled cigarette in his hand, looked at him.

Then I thought, 'What would Jackie do?'

I grabbed it, put it to my mouth, and inhaled. Seconds later I regretted my decision, as I started hacking a lung. I expected Craig to laugh at my inexperience, but he simply patted his hand on my back a couple times, helping me catch my breath. I looked up at him through red rimmed and teary eyes, and he was smiling.

"Just breathe. Is this your first joint?" he asked. His hand didn't leave my back. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak lest I start coughing again, and subconsciously moved closer to him. "Don't worry, it happens to everyone. My first time I coughed like an asthmatic in a sandstorm."

He chuckled and took another hit from the joint, coughing a couple times as the smoke left his body. I noticed that he used his mouth to pull the smoke and then inhaled the mouthful after removing the joint, and when he handed it over, I did the same. That time I didn't cough as much. Soon enough it was burnt to the end, and I felt really good. Lightheaded, and a little tipsy as I had finished that drink, but I felt really good.

I must've been more tipsy than I expected, though, as I stumbled slightly when I turned to look at Craig. I caught myself on the balcony, luckily, but I noticed that Craig reached out to catch me, and a small part of me wished I let him.

"Woah, there! You ok?" asked Craig, with a smirk. "Let's sit down, that was some good stuff."

There was an old wicker chair with a slightly dusty cushion, so I brushed it off as best I could, and sat down. To my surprise, it was a lot more comfortable than I expected, but it was small enough that our thighs pressed against each other when Craig sat down. He put his arm around the chair, and I smiled at him.

"Trying to get your arm around me? I might be a bit sheltered, but even I know that one." I teased.

"Oh, uh." Craig stammered and started to retract his arm. "Sorry, I wasn't really thinking about that."

"It's fine, really, I'm just teasing. It's not like there's all that much space anyways." I replied.

"Gotcha, sorry." Craig put his arm on the couch again, but I could feel the mood broke and a small part of me regretted saying anything.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Craig shifted on the chair, and then got up. "I'm going inside, do you want something to drink?"

"Yeah, a coke wouldn't hurt." I said, suddenly realizing my mouth and throat felt super dry. After a few moments, I looked out over the balcony, and I looked at the nearby dorm windows, some still lit with light from within. My eyes landed on a balcony that led to a bedroom on the fourth floor, where a couple figures were talking.

I watched, curious, as the couple talked vigorously for a few moments, and I saw the smaller figure slap the larger, wincing internally. I started to turn away, but then I caught a rush of movement as the larger figure pushed the other into the wall. My eyes widened. Was I about to be witness to a crime? My hand reached down into my purse to get my phone, and as I realized I didn't even have an idea as the the address, I looked up at the couple again, and I was shocked.

In the time it took for me to look down and back up; the couple had moved inside, and the light inside revealed that they were both wearing bathing suits, perhaps fresh from using the pool facilities, but what shocked ne is how the woman was bent over the bed as the man they were with fucked her in full view of the window.

When the shock wore off, I took a better look at the situation and felt my body grow hot as I took in the fact that he was holding her around her neck like he was choking her with ine hand, and pulling her hair back with the other, arching her back and causing her breasts to bounce with each thrust, and I imagined myself in her position as I squeezed my legs together and held my breath.

When he spanked her, I jumped. I was more prepared for the next one, but I couldn't quite comprehend why he would do something like that, or why she seemed to be enjoying it.

The door opened again allowing Craig to enter, accompanied with the loud noises of the party and pulling me from my reverie.

"Sorry for the delay, there was a bit of a line for drinks." said Craig apologetically. I was in that moment very glad for the darkness that hid the deep blush that rushed through me.

"I-It's ok. I t-think I'm gonna go, though, I'm k-kinda tired." I stammered out, my mind fully consumed by what I had witnessed. I could feel my arousal deeper than I was used to, and all I wanted to do was find the toy I bought the day I moved in.

"Oh, ok." said Craig, a little crestfallen.

"Thanks for the soda," I said, moving around him and heading out of the party as soon as I could, my mind on a different sort of entertainment.

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'The walk back home was miles longer than the walk to the party', I thought to myself as I crossed the threshold into my room. 'Thankfully the party should continue strong for a while longer, and Jackie rarely leaves when the party's going, so I should have time to enjoy myself.'

I opened my sock drawer and searched until I found the socks I hid the toy in, and then I paused. I would normally put on my PJ's to go to bed, but I decided instead to strip naked, as if I were the woman I saw earlier. Making sure the door was locked, I climbed into bed and started playing with my clit. I was surprised at how sensitive it was already, and how wet I got after a few moments of imagining being thrown over the side of the bed and manhandled like the woman from earlier, bent over and used for their partner's pleasure. I turned on the toy with the remote and started by putting it against my clit again, jumping a little from the intensity.

I could feel my breathing quicken as I circled my clit with the little vibrator, then I had a sudden moment of inspiration, and slid off the side of the bed and onto my feet, and then bent myself over the bed, mimicking the positions I had seen earlier. When I touched the vibe to my clit, it somehow felt better, and it was easier to imagine someone pushing my face into the bed and lining themselves up. I reached up and squeezed one of my breasts, and struggled to stifle a moan while I slid the toy into my wet little pussy, imagining it was a stranger's cock pushing into me.

Still, it didn't quite feel right. I reached down and grabbed the antenna, and pulled the toy out, then pushed it back in. I couldn't help but start to moan as I fucked myself with the toy, but it was too small to give me the feeling I wanted. Frustrated, I pushed it in and got back in the bed and, determined to finish, started rubbing my clit with abandon. I turned the toy up higher, still not quite at max so I could keep a lid on my moaning, and I felt myself starting to get closer to that long awaited orgasm, when the lock on the door started rattling.

'Fuck!' I thought to myself, rushing to pull the covers over myself and cursing having the bed right in front of the door as I tried to make myself look like I was sleeping. I turned the toy off with a soft click as the remote disengaged, and the door opened, letting light flood into the darkened room.

On the shadow behind me I saw not one, but two shadows creep into the dark room.

"Shit, is that your roommate?" I heard a male voice whisper. Jackie brought someone back to the dorm?!

"Yeah, but she's a heavy sleeper, and I can keep quiet. Come onnnn!"replied Jackie, whispering as well.

"...That's hot!" exclaimed the guy, and a part of me couldn't help but agree. The door closed clicked behind me, plunging the room into darkness, save for the sounds of rustling as clothes were removed, and some creaking as they climbed into their bed.

And a click as I turned my toy back on.

I didn't turn it any higher than the minimum, but the vibrations felt so much more intense in the silence, knowing that Jackie and another stranger could find out I was playing with myself while they... while they...

Oh wait, they were going to fuck, weren't they. He was going to use Jackie the way I wanted to be used.

The thought itself made me clench and I had to stifle another moan as the toy's vibrations were pushed tighter against my sensitive interior. I tried to turn as quietly as possible, hoping to catch a glimpse, but the room was too dark for me to do anything other than listen.

"Are you sure you wanna do thi-" started the guy, but he was interrupted as Jackie kissed him, and when she pulled back she said, "I'm sure. I'll take the blame if she wakes up. Now shut up and fuck me, stud!"

I knew Jackie was brash, but this was a whole new level from what I had seen. Still, it seemed to work for him, because a few moments later, I heard a grunt and a stifled moan from Jackie.

"Fuck yeah, fill my tight little pussy." she half-whispered, half-moaned, accompanied by the squeaking of the bed as their bodies started moving together.

I turned the toy up a bit more, and shifted a little in the bed so I could reach my clit, my eyes straining to make anything out in what little light that filtered from the street-lamp outside and around the edges of the window near their bed.

"Fuuuuck" moaned Jackie quietly as the guy on top of her started to speed up, and in an attempt to hold onto something, she reached out and grabbed the heavy curtain that blocked the window, letting more light shine into the room, falling over their bed and bathing everything in a faint amber light as the rays of light scattered.

I almost gasped as I watched the speed of the guy, who by this point was plowing Jackie with an intensity that matched, if not surpassed, the silhouette in the window from earlier! One of Jackie's legs was thrown over his shoulder, and in the light I could see as their cock left Jackie and then pounded into her, making her entire body bounce away from him, only for him to pull back out and meet her hips to bounce her again. The soft slapping of their skin was the soundtrack to my pleasure as my fingers found my clit again, and I turned the toy higher.

"Give me more! Deeper!" cried Jackie, and in disbelief my widened, and my mouth dropped open as I gasped in equal parts shock and pleasure. I couldn't imagine how it would feel and here she was asking for more! I felt my orgasm coming, but then my eyes landed on her face, and our eyes locked.

I came.

When our eyes met, and her mouth curled up in a little smile, I knew I had been caught watching, but I could only shake and try to stifle my moans as I came harder than I thought possible. To her credit, Jackie moaned and helped me cover my noises, but that did nothing for the embarrassment I felt.

Nor did it stop the toy from buzzing inside me, teasing my sensitive insides and driving me almost against my will to another orgasm.

"Oh, god, so good!" moaned Jackie, redoubling her efforts on her bed but never looking away. "I'm going to cum, stud. Do you hear that? Your thick cock is ~unfff~ going to make me cum so hard!"

Fuck. Having a life of its own, my thumb raised the power on the vibe.

"Damn, Jackie, you're so hot." groaned the guy between thrusts. "I'm close, where do you want it?"

"Inside. I'm on the pill, so fill me with your seed, stud!" she cried, her eyes never leaving mine. "Cum with me!"

I could feel my orgasm coming whether I wanted to or not, and in a fit of what I can only imagine was horny insanity, I turned the toy up to max inside me, and as I watched Jackie and their mysterious lover cum, imagining him filling her with his hot cum, I came as well. I couldn't help but let out a quiet moan as I felt my thighs dampen and my whole body shook with barely-restrained pleasure. After a few moments I had to turn off the vibrator, my hyper-sensitive pussy begging for rest, and I froze when I heard the remote click.

"...did you hear something?" asked the guy, as he pulled himself out of Jackie and sat up on the bed.

"Nope." replied Jackie, almost sounding bored. "That was good, but I don't do that whole cuddling thing, so you should probably get going."

"Oh. I kinda figured... Alright." said the guy, as he grabbed for his stuff. After a couple awkward moments, he walked over to the door, and turned back towards Jackie. "Do you want to grab dinner?"

"Nah, let's not complicate this. This was a one night stand, but I'll keep your number in case I want a booty call later."

The guy left, crestfallen, and Jackie waited a few seconds before saying aloud, "Hope you enjoyed the show, Sarah. I'm going to take a shower, and we don't have to talk about this until you're ready."

Jackie got up, got her toiletries together, put on a bathrobe, and walked out. Suddenly I could breathe again, and I rushed to get everything cleaned up, hiding the toy and putting on my PJ's before climbing into bed again.

The second to last thought I had before going to bed was gratitude towards my roommate for trying to keep things somewhat normal between us, at least until I figured out what I wanted to do about it.

The last thought was to remember to buy myself some new toys